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After kneeling face to face, he said like a repeater,

"Don't let it go, let me see if it's crooked first." Holding the floor and looking down, "I'm not straight, wait, I'm not straight!"

In a hurry, he adjusted his hand again before saying, "Okay, let it go."

The corners of the floor were supported by four hands, and when lowered lightly, it was solemn as if it was the Holy Grail.

As a result, the floor has not yet been put down, but the heads facing each other are getting closer.

The two foreheads touched unexpectedly and reasonably.

The smooth and delicate touch of each other's skin is like the splash and entanglement of liquid when wine glasses collide, and they are intertwined at that second, stirring the senses strangely.

Jiang Shiye paused, raised his eyes, and met Cen Si's eyes.

They were still holding a piece of blue floor that they couldn't let go, and it wasn't a good time to look at each other.However, Jiang Shiye could just see in Cen Si's eyes, the brilliance of the room inside the window and the brilliance of the night scene outside the window, mixed together, forming a clear self hidden in the light.

Then that self was blurred again, because Cen Si suddenly narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Don't bow your heads together, let this couple worship each other."

"..."

That's right, they were still kneeling facing each other.

The two lowered their heads again and continued, carefully pressing the floor against the ground.Like planting a tree together, or hiding a newly discovered treasure together.After posting it, pressed it with hand, then stood up and looked at it.

"It's not crooked." Cen Si asked, "Why do I feel a little crooked?"

Jiang Shiye glanced at him: "...Your head is crooked, of course it looks crooked."

"Oh!" Cen Si straightened his head again, amused himself, "I'm such an idiot."

Jiang Shi's ambition is true.He saw the corners of his mouth also raised in the French window, and suppressed it again.

After the first one is squared, the second one is very fast.After posting a few more together, they will divide the work, one post is long and the other is wide.

Cen Si started playing music.

It turned out to be Handel's Passacaglia in G minor.

This was Jiang Shiye's first time listening to classical music. The long sound of the big keyboard came from Harman Kardon's bluetooth speaker, touching his ears.

At that moment, he seemed to be absorbed by something suddenly, and he felt as if he was sticking to the keys of the piano when he was touching the floor.In front of me is the bustling night view of the capital from the golden perspective on the 15th floor. Such a large floor-to-ceiling window has also become a line score on parchment paper. Wanjia Lighting is a musical note marked with f or p, which jumps into the mind concretely.

he didn't know never

system

I have learned music theory, never touched a keyboard, and followed the staves on the Internet. What kind of talent is needed to directly and accurately make up the piano score with two flats.

"Why are you in a daze, didn't expect me to be so emotional?" Cen Si put his arm against him.

They had just parted ways to touch the floor, and now they are back together, squatting back to back.

Jiang Shiye: "What do you think?"

Cen Si smiled: "You are naked|naked prejudice."

However, Cen Si did not listen to these out of strong interest, but fencing is a sport that pays attention to rhythm and rhythm, and music can help.

It's like laying out half a fencing track if you don't have any opponents at home.In this regard, Cen Si often does some nitpicking and even unnecessary things.

After pasting the floor, Cen Si stepped on it with satisfaction, and fixed the humanoid target again.Jiang Shiye was thirsty now, he picked up the Snoopy mug, went to wash in the island kitchen that he hadn't seen before, and got some water.There was a bottle of Gatorade in the refrigerator, and Cen Si asked Jiang Shiye to bring it to him.

So Jiang Shiye held Gatorade in one hand and mug in the other, and when he walked back, he stopped suddenly.

Cen Si faced the humanoid target and did simple lunges and stabs, his movements were neat and quick enough to catch the shining light.The standing posture is standard, and the profile of the profile is clear and serious.

The radiant neon night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was very shocking, and his figure with the fencing in his hand turned into a slender black streak.

Not covered by the night scene, only integrated into the splendor.

Jiang Shiye walked over slowly.Suddenly remembered that the school organized to watch Cen Si's World Youth Championship finals.He didn't look at it, but lowered his head to play with his phone.I heard the American commentator say that Cen Si's offense is like a leopard in heat, playing cards out of common sense, elegant, fast and arrogant, teasing and luring the opponent into his own rhythm.

At that time, he only thought the description of "leopard in estrus" was a bit funny, but now he suddenly realized what kind of strength it should be called a leopard in the fastest and most eruptive sword type, the saber.

At least, at first glance, Cen Si was just making random gestures, but every stroke was swift and swift, crisp and precise.It seems that at this moment he has put on the fencing uniform and stood in the center of the competition, with an oppressive edge in his demeanor.

What should this person be like when he competes...

Just when Jiang Shiye was distracted, there was a sharp cold light, Cen Si stood still, turned around, and stabbed at him with the fencing sword!

But Jiang Shiye still stood calmly.

Sure enough, the unsharp sword tip stopped a few millimeters away from the tip of his nose.

Jiang Shiye was so calm that he didn't even blink his eyes, his eyes slowly slid across the slender silver of the sword, and looked upwards.

Then it slipped into Cen Si's smiling eyes.

For a moment, he blinked uncontrollably.

Cen Si raised the corners of his lips and looked at him.Like wearing a blanket of night, with a layer of sword light condensed, the silver light froze on the upturned eye corners and the straight bridge of the nose.

Then the light flowed, just like the eyes.

His hand pressed down slightly.

The tip of the sword moves down.

From pointing at Jiang Shiye's face to pointing at Jiang Shiye's chest.

He poked lightly, grasping the inch very well, without any strength, the blade of the sword scratched the fabric of Jiang Shiye's left chest.

This hand is very steady.

It was Jiang Shiye's hand that was unstable.

The water in the mug began to shake slightly, like the clothes on the outside were thorny, but the heart inside was itching.

Bang bang bang, it gets fast.

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